All Heavens Hongmeng Tree

With a proud look on his face.

Liu Xi was secretly ashamed, because of the history of other worlds, he always had an inexplicable vigilance against Liu Bei, and he couldn't get close to him.

Even playing with him has some purpose.

Now that I think about it, I'm too wary.

The so-called times create heroes, Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, Liu Bei, who was not loyal to the Han Dynasty when he was young?

Who else had big ambitions in the first place?

It's just a matter of time, and I came here step by step.

If their growth trajectories change, their future aspirations will certainly change as well.

Putting down his guard, he smiled slightly, like a spring breeze.

Liu Bei always felt that he seemed to have become different and kinder.

Gongsun Zan and Liu Xi looked at each other.

He is a tall and handsome young man, with eyebrows reaching into his temples, and his face is quite resolute, which makes people feel that he is a straight and stubborn person at first glance.

"What are you talking about?"

After greeting each other, Liu Xi asked.

Gongsun Zan said, "We are talking about our own ideals.

Brother Ling hopes to be a Jinwu, live in a mansion, wear fancy clothes, and fight cock-fighting lackeys.

On the other hand, I hope to be a great general, with thousands of troops and horses, to flatten the grasslands and kill all the Hu people.

Become a famous hero like Wei Qinghuo Qubing! "

Before Liu Xi could answer, a voice came:

"Haha, what a big tone! Even if you want to lead thousands of troops, you don't even look at your identity!"

I saw a young man walking out of the cliff, with a group of people following him like the stars holding the moon.

There are a few students, and a large group of servants.

Gongsun Zan's face was ugly, and he shouted, "Gongsun Hong, are you here to find fault?"

Gongsun Hong laughed and said to the people beside him: "Look, the maid is angry! Hahaha, what are you staring at? Do you still want to kill me? Come on, see if you dare!"

"Dare to insult my mother, you should be damned!"

Gongsun Zan hated most when people called him "a maid and gave birth to a son". His eyes were bloodshot and he stabbed his sword.

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Seeing the bright sword piercing over, Gongsun Hong screamed and stepped back.

The servants beside him did not expect Gongsun Zan to stab him when he said he would stab him.

Still a little slower, Gongsun Hong fell on his back, touched his chest, his skin was cut, blood was flowing, and his clothes were dyed red.

"Ah! Am I going to die? Zhongming, am I going to die? Help me!"

He screamed in a panic, holding on to the hand of his head guard.

The guard checked it carefully and said, "Young Master, it's just a broken flesh, it's not in the way."

He took out a bottle of specially-made Jinchuang medicine and sprinkled the powder on the wound on his chest, which stopped the bleeding for a while.

After bandaging, everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief.

Gongsun Hong is the direct son of the Gongsun clan in western Liaoning. If he is killed, I am afraid that these people who are present will have some connections.

Gongsun Hong was furious and shouted, "Beat me, kill this little maid!"

Looking at the group of tall guards staring at him, Gongsun Zan shouted, "You son of a bitch, dare to bully the master with slavery, do you want to die?"

An aristocratic family with strict rules.

If you use slaves to offend the master, not only will you be killed with a rod, but your family will also be implicated.

For a while, they hesitated to move.

Gongsun Hong shouted: "What are you dogs afraid of? I'm the one who takes care of the big things, call me!"

The guard leader stared at Gongsun Zan and smiled sullenly.

"Third Young Master, I'm sorry. If you want to kill the young master, we are just trying to persuade us to fight, but we don't dare to offend you."

Saying that, he rushed over and slammed the long sword with the sheath.

Gongsun Zan was so weak that he couldn't hold the sword and fell to the ground.

He grabbed Gongsun Zan's arms, and the fighting spirit penetrated into his body.

Gongsun Zan's body was sore and weak, he couldn't move.

Gongsun Hong understood, he smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and raised his fist.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You despicable thing, how dare you stab the young master without killing you, the young man's breath is hard to let go!"